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J.K. Rowling is the owner of Harry Potter. Stories she has written and characters that she created are not mine. I don't take credit for any of her work. I do thank her for providing such a wonderful universe to dream about and write in.
Harry Potter and the Shadow of Evil
By: Starwin
Chapter 11 – ELF
When Harry awoke he felt groggy. It had been a restless night for him. A strange dream was just out of reach of his waking mind. Harry knew there was something important that had happened, something that he needed to remember but the dream was already fading.
Blinking Harry looked around. It was still early morning outside the windows. The sun had not risen above the horizon yet.
Everyone was still sleeping, Harry wasn't fully awake but he didn't want to go back to bed. He couldn't recall clearly the dreams of the night but he had the feeling that they hadn't been pleasant. He felt that if he went back to sleep the nightmares would return.
Harry rolled out of bed and noticed he was still dressed in his day clothing. He didn't recall walking back to the dormitory last night. The Occumancy lesson with Snape had been exhausting and he felt tired from them still.
Harry headed for the shower hopping he could clear his thoughts. The cold water felt good over his body. Felt like it was washing away something filthy. Harry didn't know why but he felt dirty all over.
When Harry at last returned to his dorm room he felt cleaner but still soiled in a way he couldn't place. Everyone was still asleep so Harry decided to head down to the great hall for breakfast.
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The great hall was nearly empty, save for a few people who were also up this early. Harry found, to his content, that Hermione was one of the few people at the Gryffindor table. She was reading the Daily Prophet.
Harry sat down across the table from her and she lowered the paper a smile coming to her lips.
"You look much better this morning," Hermione said. Harry nodded dimly, he didn't feel much better. His head was still fuzzy and he felt unsure of himself.
Harry caught a glimpse of the title on the paper as Hermione began to fold it. '…Attack… Six Wizards Killed…'
"Hermione can I see that paper?" Harry asked indicating the article on the front. Hermione looked mildly surprised but passed the paper over to Harry. The paper was not as Harry had first thought, the Daily Prophet, but instead found it to be the Quibbler.
Harry turned to the article on the front page and began to read.
Muggle Attack on Nocturn Ally, Six wizards Killed!
By: Rupert Bortain
In the late night of September the 4th an attack by the muggle group known as ELF assaulted a residence in Nocturn ally. Six suspected dark wizards were killed in the attack and Even though ELF has not yet claimed responsibility for this attack reports confirm it is indeed their handy work!
The ministry of magic has refused to comment officially on this incident saying that instead it was 'an accidental magical explosion' that was responsible for the deaths and that ELF dose not exist.
Currently the residence in question is being heavily guarded by Aurors. The ministry of magic is denying access to all members of the wizard press, claiming that the so called 'accidental spell' might still be dangerous.
However inside sources confirm that this attack was carried out with lethal preseason by four muggles in black clothing, using muggle weapons called guns, a very primitive and violent weapon.
Continued on page 7
Harry sat wide eyed unable to believe what he had just read.
"Well, it is the Quibbler," Hermione said, "and they do tend to exaggerate the truth most of the time." Harry turned to page 7 and found other articles that seemed to throw the whole front page into question. 'The Stars Are Winking at Me,' and 'Wizard Claims he is Being Stalked by a Super Intelligent Shade of the Color Blue.'
"But I've actually heard about ELF before," Hermione said. "Supposedly they're a secret muggle group that hunts dark wizards. But there isn't any evidence to prove that they even exist, well… beyond articles in the Quibbler."
Harry finished reading the article, there was an uncertain thought bouncing around in his head.
"Hermione," Harry asked, "how would muggles fight against wizards? I mean what can they do against magic?" Harry's mind was thinking back to all the limited experience he'd had with muggles. Harry remembered news reports on the muggle Television talking about murders. Sure muggles killed each other all the time, but muggles killing wizards? Harry wasn't sure he had ever heard anything like that before. It didn't seem like muggles had anything that could fight against even simple spells.
"Well, energy is energy," Hermione said matter-of-factly, "whether made by magic or science. I suppose muggles could have found something that's effective against magic. They are very adept at killing each other you know."
'The same could be said about us.' Harry thought of some of the horrific things he had witnessed over the last 5 years of his life, like the killing curse.
"But honestly, they probably don't even exist, it really is a ridiculous idea." Hermione said as she reached back out for the paper. "There are just too many questions that can't be answered, I mean how dose a muggle even get into Nocturn Ally?"
"A wizard could have let them in," Harry said. "Maybe they aren't muggles, maybe they're a secret branch of the Ministry of Magic."
Hermione scoffed.
"That's even more ridiculous," Hermione said as she picked up a piece of toast.
"Why?" Harry asked. "After all it makes more sense that the Ministry of Magic would have hit-wizards or secret groups out fighting dark wizards."
Harry realized almost immediately after he had said it the reason why Hermione thought it was ridiculous. Fudge, he was an incompetent fool.
For a year after the return of Voldemort Fudge had sat by and done nothing. Harry doubted very much that Fudge would have the balls to take any action against any dark wizards, short of running away.
"They can't be part of the Ministry because, well, because of Fudge." Hermione said. "I'm not even sure where I should start on that."
"Fudge is a fool," Harry said simply with a shrug. Hermione raised any eyebrow.
"Yes, but there is a lot more besides that," Hermione said. "I've been doing some research on the history of the Ministry of Magic. Unfortunately there isn't just one book about it and most don't even seem to have accurate information. It's like the Minister before Fudge buried a lot of the past."
Harry thought for a while not sure what Hermione meant. Something else Hermione had said was stuck in Harry's head, 'Dark wizard hunters.'
"Hermione," Harry said after a long while. She looked up at him fork halfway to her mouth. "Last night I had this dream about," Harry lowered his voice, "about Voldemort," Hermione's eyes got wider, Harry pressed on, "I don't remember all of it but at the end someone said something about hunters downstairs. You don't think these two events might be related?"
Hermione put her fork down and looked seriously at Harry.
"I don't know if they are, but Harry, really you do need to try harder to block out your dreams!" Hermione said breathlessly. Harry was just about to start in again when Hermione's eyes turned to look at something over Harry's shoulder. Harry turned around just in time to be crushed into Ginny chest in a hug. He felt a kiss land on the top of his head.
Ginny released him and sat down by his side.
"Morning," Ginny said brightly as she began to grab food to fill her plate. "Looks like you two have the right idea."
"What?" Harry asked feeling suddenly embarrassed.
"Getting breakfast early," Ginny answered, Harry felt himself relax. "The first-years will be here any minute and they're like a swarm of locus, they eat everything! At least I don't have to lead them around anymore. I don't know what that hat was thinking, there are just too many Gryffindor first-years."
Harry nodded in agreement. His thoughts drifted to the night of the sorting. He found that the memory was vague and much beyond the sorting he couldn't clearly recall his first night back at Hogwarts.
Noise erupted from the door to the great hall and a wave of students coming in for breakfast rushed down the isles. Gryffindor table became packed with people. Harry could barley hear Hermione over the talking around him and she eventually had to make hand motions indicating that they should leave. Hermione grabbed some extra food from the table and the three of them headed for the doors.
"Oy," Ron said as they passed him on the way out. "Where you going breakfast is that way!" Ron said indicating the packed hall. Both Hermione and Harry grabbed Ron and pulled him along. Even outside the gates the shouts and laughter from the hall could still be heard.
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Harry hadn't had breakfast outside for a long time. Ron complained all the way down to the tree, near the lake, about eating outside.
Harry felt disappointed when Hermione at last announced that they had better get ready for class.
When Ginny had split off, to head for her class, the three of them wandered down to Herbology.
"So, Harry," Hermione asked they were now the only three people in the hallway. "Have you given any thought about the DA meeting?" Harry remained silent thinking. He hadn't given it any thought yet, after all Friday was still such a long ways away.
"No, not really," Harry said after a while. "We don't even know who'll be coming this year."
"I've been doing research and I think we should change the format of the DA," Hermione said. Both Ron and Harry stopped and shot each other uncertain glances.
"Change what?" Ron asked. "Do you want to turn the DA into a study hall or spew maybe?"
"No, Ronald," Hermione said curtly. "And it's pronounced S-P-E-W. I think we need to change the DA into what the name implies, an army."
"An army?" Ron said chuckling. "Of what, students? 'mione we…"
"Haven't been taking it seriously enough," Harry broke in. Ron looked at Harry in surprise.
"What?" Ron protested. "But Harry, the DA's just a club."
"And we need to make it more than that," Hermione said. "The Ministry of Magic isn't going to fight back against Voldemort!"
"But the Aurors…" Ron protested.
"Are police officers, not soldiers," Hermione said.
"Polees what?" Ron asked.
"Honestly Ronald," Hermione said. "They are officers that keep the peace. They aren't trained to fight a war. If we don't do something no one will."
"Hermione is right," Harry said thoughtfully. "We can't expect the Ministry of Magic to help. We have to be ready to act on our own.
"I've been thinking a lot about our last encounter with the Death Eaters. They weren't ready to have children fight back against them. We would have the advantage with an army of students able to fight better than Aurors." Ron was silent for a moment thinking.
"It would be like having Pawns that could move like Queens." Ron said with understanding in his eyes.
"Well, that's one way to put it," Hermione said. "There really is a lot more to it then just that. But I don't want to say anything till I've done all the research."
"Ron," Harry said suddenly. Ron gave a jump like he had forgotten Harry was there. "I want you to work with Hermione on this." Ron's eyes glowed but Harry was sure Hermione looked uncomfortable. "Ron is a brilliant tactician Hermione. If we are going to be making an army there's no one I would rather have work on strategy than him." Hermione nodded slowly. Harry knew Ron would add extra burden to Hermione's work since Hermione usually liked to do research alone. Ron, after all, wasn't the best study partner in the world.
"We better get on to class or we will be late," Hermione said moving off.
Harry took a deep breath as he followed behind Hermione and Ron, they were talking about study time, Ron protesting about losing his lunch and dinner time, but Harry hardly heard a word they said as he was lost in his own thoughts.
This year they would make an army that could stand against Voldemort and Harry would have vengeance.
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Friday had been three days away but the time seemed to vanish into the air. Harry's thoughts were lost on the upcoming DA meeting and, though he couldn't really understand why, Ginny.
Every moment they spent together at night doing homework or just talking raced by. Even classes moved unusually fast as Harry's mind danced with images of Ginny smiling at him. Hermione had given up, for the most part, hissing at him to take notes and pay attention.
Harry was sure it couldn't be Friday but as Hermione had proven to him with the Daily Prophet it was. That meant there would be a DA meeting tonight. Harry was starting to feel squeamish all of the sudden and found that he was asking himself if he really wanted to go through with this.
"Look," Hermione said holding up the Daily Prophet so that the others could see. Hermione was indicating a small article on, Harry checked the page number, page 25.
Accidental Magic Explosion Kills Six Wizards
By: Arnold Humfery
On the night of September the 4th an accidental spell resulted in the death of six wizards in Nocturn Ally. The cause of the misfired spell is still under investigation but the Ministry assures the Daily Prophet that 'this was just a magical accident.'
"A bit late?" Harry said looking up from the one paragraph article in tiny font.
"Maybe there was more too it than just an accident," Hermione said thoughtfully as she reread the small article.
"Oy," Ron said, "what are you two on about?" Harry told Ron about the article in the Quibbler.
"ELF?" Ron asked, "The ELF? Wow cool!" Both Harry and Hermione looked surprised, but Ginny rolled her eyes and sighed.
"You've heard of them?" Harry asked.
"Of course Harry! They're my favorite wiz-fic!" Ron said his eyes glowing. "I've been reading them for years."
"Wiz-fic?" Harry asked blankly.
"Its sort of a book with animated drawing in it," Ron said.
"A wizard comic book," Hermione said. "But I didn't know there was a comic book based on ELF."
"Well it's kinda old," Ron said his ears began to turn red. "It was Bills collection but he let me have them. I have some in my trunk if you want to read them but Harry, ELF the real ELF!" Ron's face glowed like he had heard the greatest news in the world.
"In this comic book," Hermione asked, Ron raised an eyebrow, "Wiz-fic, what do the characters do?"
"Oh, well they hunt evil wizards using special weapons. This one character, Adam, has like this net thingy he can throw out of his arm and…" Ron began to ramble on about the imaginary characters.
Harry was having a hard time believing that this ELF in the comic book had any chance of fighting against dark wizards.
"Well…" Ron said at last looking around at all the faces. "I guess it's a wiz-fic you have to read to really appreciate."
"Or just look at the pictures," Ginny scoffed. Ron's ears turned pink.
"Oh shut up Ginny," Ron said under his breath. A long enduring argument filled with laughter from Ginny as she described how for years Ron hadn't even realized that there were words that went with the animated characters in the book.
It all finally ended when Ron, who was bright red, suggested that they should get off to class.
Harry kissed Ginny good-bye, which Ron tried to protest but failed when Hermione jabbed him hard in the ribs. Harry, Hermione, Ron and most of the Gryffindor sixth-years headed off to their first Defenses against the Dark Arts class, since practically all of them had missed the actual first class.
The door was open and the room was empty as the students arrived. Assuming this was a sign to take their seats the Gryffindors filed in and filled the class room. To Harry's disgust they had been paired with the Slytherins this years for Defenses against the Dark Arts and they were also taking their seats. Solaris had still not arrived as the clock on the far wall read five past eight. The students sat quietly.
Ten past eight and still no sign of Solaris. Some of the students had begun to whisper.
"If you ask me this guy looks like another stupid fool." Malfoy sneered. "Probably doesn't even know which way to hold his wand."
"Shut it Malfoy," Harry said darkly. The room 'Oooooooo'd. Malfoy's face became a sneer. Malfoy was just about to speak when his books toppled off his desk, he sat back in alarm. A white ghostly head poked through the desk. It was Peeves the Poltergeist. He blew a raspberry at Malfoy and then did a back flip to land at the front of the room.
"Peeves will be your teacher today! We will begin with armpit symphony in E." Peeves said and started to flap his arm making farting noises. The students exchanged uneasy looks with one another. But now that Peeves was floating in the front of the room, flapping his arm, Harry could make out another ghostly shimmer behind him.
"Peeves!" A deep booming voice echoed off the walls. Peeves froze, his arm in mid flap. Behind Peeves the Bloody Baron shimmered into existence. "Get out of this room! NOW!" The baron shouted. Harry had never seen Peeves so shocked. Peeves zoomed out though the wall. The room sat silent as before them a ghost with blood stained robes stood, he eyed the students as if daring any of them to speak.
Hermione, to Harry's shock, put her hand in the air. The Bloody Baron slowly lifted a hand, his ghostly finger coming to rest on Hermione.
"That's a very impressive illusion Professor." Hermione said matter-of-factly. Harry felt his jaw drop, was Hermione crazy?
Harry looked back at the Bloody Baron and realized that parts of him were solid. Now that Harry looked closer he cloud see that the ghost didn't look very ghost like at all. Suddenly the Baron rippled away and Solaris stood in his white cloak a smile, that still didn't seem quite right to Harry, on his face.
"That's very good Miss Granger, 10 points for Gryffindor." Solaris said. The students were starting to whisper. "I have read over your previous years, it seems you are all very well grounded in magical creatures and offensive magics. However you seem to be lacking in the area of defensive magic and magical detection. I arranged a practical demonstration to impress upon you how effective a defensive spell can be to winning a confrontation.
"Today we will be practicing the first in our study of shield spells, the Protego spell." Solaris said. Hermione held up her hand again as some of the other students shot uneasy looks at each other. "Yes, Miss Granger?"
"Sir, we've already learned the Protego spell." Hermione said in a breathless voice.
"Excellent than I am sure we shall have no problems. If everyone could stand please," Solaris said. The class rose. "Step to the sides of your desk, careful now, stand clear." Solaris' hand flicked out from under his cloak and to Harry's surprise there was a wand in it. "Peltao Mobalos." Solaris said and the desk flew across the room to stack neatly against the back wall.
"Alright spread out, lots of room now. Lets see your Protego spells, first row all together and then to the back room." The eight students who stood up front pulled out their wands and each cast Protego. Shimmering shields flickered before them. Solaris nodded. "Next row," Harry moved backwards through the crowed of standing students to the back of the room as the next row stepped up to cast.
"What's he playing at?" Harry whispered to Hermione and Ron. "This is a first-year spell." Hermione shrugged obliviously not knowing what Solaris was doing ether. "And why dose he have a wand now." Hermione shot Harry a fierce look and then her eyes flicked behind him to Malfoy whose head was cocked slightly to the side as if he was trying to listen.
Finally Harry was back up front. Solaris was beaming at the room.
"Well you all certainly seem to be very handy with the Protego spell. Now, let's see it without wands." Solaris said. The students exchanged nervous looks. Malfoy without waiting for a turn to talk burst out in protest.
"Without wands? That's impossible, you can't cast spells without wands. Even a first-year student knows that." Malfoy shook his head and laughed. "I don't think you're a very good teacher."
"Mr. Draco Malfoy isn't it?" Solaris said fixing Malfoy with an unblinking gaze. "I am not entirely sure what your previous teachers let past, but I assure you I will not be tolerate insults or fooling around in this class. I believe 10 points from Slytherin is the appropriate penalty for your disrespectful remark. Perhaps it will enforce the need for you to stay your tongue when you have nothing pleasant to say."
"But Professor," Hermione said raising her hand, "you really can't cast magic without a wand." Harry was shocked that she had spoken up in Malfoy's defense.
"I thought you would know better, Miss Granger." Solaris said his hands coming up without a wand. "Protego!" A shimmering shield appeared for a moment before Solaris then it vanished. The students gasped all except for Harry. He had seen Solaris cast magic without a wand before. Harry knew Solaris was a Seraphim and just naturally assumed that like, House Elfs, Seraphim could cast spells without wands.
"Wands do not create magic or give power to those that do not have it. They are a tool, used to focus the magical energy that is inside each of you. You do not need a wand to perform controlled magic. There are spells can be cast without wands, however it is much more difficult." Solaris was smiling at the class. "Today we will practice the shield spell without wands. It will not be easy, but it is one of the more basic spells. Now, hand movement is very important, watch please." Solaris held his palms out flat and his fingers spread. "Protego." The shimmering shield flickered into existence for a moment again. "I would like everyone to arrange in a circle and we will begin practice."
There was much shuffling about as people moved to make a lopsided circle, Solaris move around straitening it out. At last the students were arranged in what might be a called a circle but seemed much closer to a square. Harry also noticed that Malfoy had taken up position across the circle from him, he was sneering at Harry.
"Alright now, focus," Solaris said as he stood in the center of the circle turning around and holding out his hands as an example, "see the shield you are trying to make. Imagine it in your hands. Begin."
Many shouts of Protego filled the air and to Harry's surprise he was one of the few in the room that managed anything at all. The shield he created lasted a full ten seconds before vanishing.
"That was very good Mr. Potter 10 points for Gryffindor." Solaris said. "Let's try again, come on everyone!"
Harry had it down pack. The spell was easy, the shield seemed to naturally form in his hands as he thought about it. Ron had had a little trouble at first but after a few tries he also was able to create it without problems.
To Harry surprise Hermione couldn't seem to make a shield at all. Not even a glow appeared in her hands.
"This is impossible," Hermione said finally dropping her hands to her sides. "You cant perform magic without a wand." Solaris had moved off to Neville who seemed to also be having problems.
"No, Mr. Longbottom," Solaris said politely. "Spread your fingers, like this."
"Potter," someone hissed. When the voice spoke the rest of the sound in the room vanished. Slowly, as if the universe had become slower Harry turned his head. Malfoy had his wand drawn pointed at Harry.
Red light few from the end. Harry didn't have time to think, his body just reacted his hands few out in front of him the words not even coming to his lips. The red light impacted with the shimmering shield but did not reflect off, instead the light vanished into the shield and then Malfoy vanished leaving a gap in the circle.
"I still don't see how its supposed to work," Hermione said. Sound snapped back into place. Harry looked at Hermione and then at Ron. "Harry, what's wrong?"
"You didn't see that?" Harry asked.
"Harry you've been doing that all lesson long," Ron said. "And I can do it too."
"No, not the shield," Harry said looking at the spot Malfoy had been only a moment ago. Harry noticed that Solaris was watching him. Solaris turned back to Neville and said something Harry couldn't hear, then he headed over to Harry.
"It looks like your still having some trouble Miss Granger," Solaris said, "hands out." Hermione held out her hands and spread her fingers. "Yes that's very good." Solaris eyes flicked to Harry and for a moment Harry felt like Solaris was trying to read his thoughts.
"Protego!" Hermione said. Between her hands there was a small glow, but a full sized shield did not appear.
"Well you appear to be performing the spell correctly, but it would seem the problem is here." Solaris said tapping his own forehead. "It is not just enough to perform the hand movements, you must also believe that you can do it."
The bell rang signaling the end of class.
"Practice the Protego spell without wands, there will be a test next Tuesday." Solaris shouted as students moved out of the room.
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"Did you see Malfoy!" Ron said beaming. "Stupid git couldn't even make a shield." Hermione wasn't smiling and Harry didn't answer.
"Well," Ron said uncertainly in the uncomfortable silence. "I just meant that he's prolly so far into the dark arts that he doesn't know how to make a shield spell! Shame he had to leave early I was enjoying the show."
"When exactly did he leave?" Harry asked. Both Ron and Hermione shot him uncertain looks.
"Well, I dono," said Ron thinking back. "I guess just a bit before the end of class. Why you ask?"
"It's, nothing," Harry said. He knew something was wrong. No one, not even Solaris seemed to have been able to see Malfoy's attack against him just like… Harry was unsure what it was just like. Harry knew something like this had happened before but he couldn't recall when or anything about it.
'I feel like I'm going mad,' Harry thought to himself.
'Oh, no,' a hissing voice replied, 'you're already mad, but don't worry we believe you.' Harry came to a dead stop. It hadn't bee a whisper or another thought that had replied it had been a voice, some one else talking in his head.
Hermione and Ron came to a stop a few feet away from him. Hermione looked worried, Ron looked confused.
"Oy, Harry, whats up?" Ron asked. "We got lunch now." Harry was breathing deeply he felt panic in his chest. He looked down at his left hand it was shaking slightly.
"I think… I think I'll skip lunch." Harry said. "I'm not feeling well." Harry said turning and moving towards the nearest staircase.
'Running away?' the voice hissed. This time it had come from some place in front of him. Harry began to walk faster, he could hear Hermione and Ron shouting distantly behind him.
Harry turned a corner and found himself in an empty hallway. He had heard voices before, but nothing like this. These were responding to his thoughts. If it was, as Harry had first thought it might be, a snake, how did it know what he was thinking?
'Harry,' the voice hissed.
"Harry," Harry snapped out of his daze as Hermione shook him on the shoulder. "Are you alright?" Harry looked around the hallway he couldn't remember walking here or even why he had come this way. The only reminder that it hadn't been a dream was that his scar was pulsing with a dull pain.
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Harry had tried to protest going to lunch but Hermione insisted that what he needed was food. They were almost to the great hall when Harry spotted Ginny waiting for them at the door. She beamed at Harry, her hands were clasped behind her back like she was hiding something.
"I was thinking, that since it's such a nice day, we could have lunch outside," Ginny said her hands still behind her back.
"Great idea!" said Ron. Both Hermione and Ginny shot him poisons looks and Hermione pushed Ron along into the great hall leaving Harry and Ginny alone at the door way.
Ginny smiled at Harry and pulled out what she had been hiding behind her, a large yellow straw picnic basket. Harry couldn't help but smile back his feeling of uneasy slipping away. All his worries about the DA, the dreams and classes faded away as Ginny took his hand and led him out of the castle.
They ended up under the tree down by the lake, the spot that Harry, Ron and Hermione usually sat at.
Ginny had made an extravagant lunch. Turkey sandwiches, grapes, butter bears and strawberry tart for desert. Ginny hadn't brought along a blanket but they were both perfectly happy sitting on the grass together. They had the great rolling hills of the castle grounds around them and the endless blue sky above them.
Harry became aware of just how much Ginny was leaning against him. He put his sandwich down on top of the picnic basket and kissed her in the top of her head. Ginny turned and looked up at him and then moved in for a kiss. Harry didn't pull away. He felt Ginny's arms wrap around him in a tight embrace and Harry did the same.
When at last they broke the kiss both Harry and Ginny were out of breath. Ginny let her robes drop off her arms and Harry felt his eyes widen. Underneath she ha a white blouse, that Harry noticed had been unbuttoned a few buttons too far and a very short black skirt that showed smooth tan legs.
Ginny sat there her chest bouncing up and down with each breath. Even with all his will Harry couldn't look away from the exposed skin. He could see the pink fabric of Ginny's bra. Harry felt a feeling stirring inside him like he had never felt before.
"Harry," Ginny said softly. "If this is too fast for you, tell me." Harry was finally able to look up. He was at a loss for words. How was it that up until right now Harry had never really noticed that Ginny was a girl! He knew she was a girl, but he didn't really understand the full impact of what that meant until right this moment.
Harry had thought of Ginny as a friend, not quite like he thought of Ron or Hermione, but more like Neville, no that was a bad comparison. She was like, well she was Ginny.
Over the summer they had talked on the mirror but Harry had never really considered himself to be in love with Ginny. She had become a closer friend, yes, but still just a friend. Harry had waved it off, after all he thought of Hermione like a sister and to some point during the summer Harry decided that since Ron was his best friend, a brother really, Ginny was, well a sister.
But now that he sat here, with Ginny exposed to him, her feelings full and in the open, Harry's brain wasn't really ready for the reality. He knew she'd had a crush on him, and the time they had spent so far at Hogwarts had been pleasant, it just hadn't occurred to Harry that Ginny thought they were more then friends. It hadn't, until now ever occurred to Harry that he thought the same thing.
Ginny had just been someone that would listen too him, someone he could pour his heart out too without being laughed at or worried about.
Ginny's face turned to worry as Harry thought. She reached down to pull her robe back on but Harry caught her hand and moved in for another kiss. Ginny couldn't react. This kiss was nothing like any of the ones they had shared before.
In this kiss she could feel Harry's passion for her. It wasn't just a soft touching of lips it was a deep passionate kiss. Ginny felt Harry's arms embrace her and pull her body tight against his.
When Harry finally pulled back Ginny's eyes were filled with surprise. Harry looked frightened for a moment and was about to speak but Ginny put a finger on his lips.
"That was wonderful," Ginny said smiling. She wrapped an arm behind Harry's neck and pulled him down as she lay out on her robe, Harry's body press awkwardly on top of hers.
Ginny took on of Harry's hands and pulled it up to her breast. He pulled back slightly as he touched the fabric and soft skin but Ginny held his hand tightly and finally put it to rest on her mound. She still smiled up at Harry's surprised look.
Ginny pushed her head up and kiss Harry on the side of his mouth. Harry's mind forgot where his hand was and his face turned down to kiss Ginny back. Absently his hand began to move on its own.
Harry stopped suddenly as Ginny moaned.
"What?" Harry asked looking afraid. Ginny was breathing hard.
"No," she said longing in her eyes. "It feels good don't stop." Harry nodded and continued unsure what he was doing.
Harry felt the bulged in his pants pressing against Ginny's leg and Harry's brain ground to a halt. Harry let go of Ginny and rolled off her sitting up and breathing hard.
Ginny sat up next to him her blouse still open almost all the way down so that her pink bra was fully exposed against the tan skin of her torso. Ginny rested a hand on Harry's shoulder.
"What's wrong?" Ginny asked. In that brief moment when he had become aware of his arousal an image had flashed through his mind. Hermione, laid out on the rock by the lake.
What was he doing? Hermione was like a sister to him and Ginny was like… It was a question Harry couldn't answer anymore. A moment ago he might have found a word but right now he just felt uncomfortable. His feelings and thoughts had all become mixed up. This was happening too fast. Harry didn't know why. There wasn't any logical explanation.
"Gin," Harry said at last. "I just don't think… don't think we're ready for this… that I'm ready for this yet." He looked over at Ginny searching for a reaction. She nodded with understanding and took one of his hands in her own. She smiled at him.
"When you're ready," Ginny said and then leaned forward and kissed him gently on the forehead.
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That was one heck of a chapter. See I said there would be fan service! Alex is sending me hate mail because I didn't make it long enough or graphic enough. So Alex if you're reading this on (which I don't know how you would seeing as I haven't told you it's up here) e-mail me and I will send you the real sex scene. Luckily since you'll never read this I'll never have to write it! maniacal laughter from the author
To all my other readers, thanks for reading! And to everyone who has left a review THANK YOU SO MUCH for reviewing!
And to everyone else… yeah…
I don't see any questions in the reviews so I apparently haven't confused the hell outa anyone. Or I've confused so many people that they don't know where to start.
Please keep the reviews coming they are the bright spot of sunlight in my dark day… or maybe its just night outside when I write… either way your reviews are something I always look forward to reading.
Okay time to end this before I begin to ramble… which I tend to do when I am writing authors notes… Did I mention that my keyboard is laughing at me? I think its conspiring with my mouse…
ANPS:
The next couple of chapters will be delayed a bit I haven't stopped the story they are just taking a bit longer to align then I first thought.